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Kidnapped - Chapter 3

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Chapter 3: Awake

Ahsoka felt a pound rush through her head it hurt to think; to use the force to dampen the pain. Where am I? What happened? Where is Master Skywalker? The questions ran through Ahsoka’s head as she continued to see the white light that consumed her vision. Why is my sight white? More questions, unable to be answered perhaps to remain unanswered. She heard small noises, the scrapes of feet rushing across the ground. She felt herself move voluntarily or involuntarily she couldn’t tell but she could feel something sting her chest like fire. She wanted to scream but her mouth wouldn’t open, her brain seemed inactive to her as a shock rushed through her veins making her gasp in her head. ‘What’s happening to me?’ she thought to herself as she felt herself move again but this time she believed it was voluntarily as her hand tensed slightly and she could feel her fingers twitching. Then she heard her groan, was it pain was it just a genuine groan of despair or annoyance. Her eyes flickered and shot open to the light above her, blinding her and leaving small spots of white light flashing across her eyes. She rolled to her side slightly, feeling a small pain thud through her ribs making her gasp out again.
“Commander you must stay still” the sound of a clones voice spoke in her ear as a gentle hand turned her back. It then slid slowly down her rib cage soothing the pain that continued to etch through it.
“Where’s General Skywalker?” Ahsoka asked pushing herself up upon the pillows behind her. The clone turned out to be Rex who placed a comforting hand upon her shoulder. She looked down to see her attire had changed, she lay in a medical cot; a white night gown replaced her normal clothing and scratches laced her arms. She turned to see her normal clothing strewn in a ball on a chair, ripped and burnt. She blushed at that knowing someone must have undress her unknowingly. She hoped it had been a female and not one of the medical clones but it was unlikely seeing as medical clones surrounded her only. She felt her chest grow heavy as she sat up; it was obvious she wasn’t wearing any form of support making her blush more. ‘Ok I
really hope a girl changed me into this’ she thought desperately to herself as she got herself up again and looked round. Around her clones were scattered, tending to the injured. She turned numb as her eyes locked onto a body; his left arm was left in a splint, shattered and broken. His face was laced with scratches and burns much like her own body but he was still.
“No no no no NO” Ahsoka cried out, bursting into short tears and placing her face against Rex’s chest feeling his hand brush against her back.
“Sir General Skywalker is in a stable condition and his arm will recover. He will be back on his feet in no time” Rex whispered to her like a child, his child. He felt slightly protective, like he had to protect her from the harsh realities of truth from the world that continued to corrupt away her innocence like rust. He felt her move away from him slightly and lift her head to him, her blue eyes glazed with tears that looked like ghosts in her eyes.
“Where’s General Kenobi?” Ahsoka asked looking round the room as she did so. She couldn’t sense his calm aura; his father like figure seemed to drain from the room.
“Commander we…we don’t know. We haven’t seen him since he went to see the zygerian”
“Ah” Ahsoka stuttered moving from Rex and sitting beside her Masters bedside, holding gently onto his rough cool hands. She could feel him coming back, his thoughts were muddled, stunted by agony and pain and…something Ahsoka couldn’t see herself.  

***

Darkness. Perhaps a glimmer of light that sprung up like a small feather. A warm glow now encased his body, made his vision turn light to see just a small boy. A small blond haired boy, his bright blue eyes glimmering like stars, his sweet face lightning up. But he could see darkness, the striking of a whip across his back, a scream ripping through his throat. His first beating. Watto shouting at him in huttese continuously striking him harder as he cried out more. ‘No stop please stop’ Anakin thought to himself as tears dripped down his face, blood sliding down his back ‘Make it stop’ he wanted to shout for his mother, to hold him in her strong gentle arms but she wasn’t here.
“Master” a small voice called out, it wasn’t his was it. No it was a girl, with the weight of a comforting hand on his shoulder.
“Make it stop” he heard himself call out, was he the boy? Of course he was.
“Master wake up its Ahsoka” the voice said again. He felt as he began to come from his vision, watching as the little boy was continuously whipped, whimpered to the pain and then the vision turned white.
This is what Anakin Skywalker has just seen

***

Anakin’s eyes shot open, his body turned ridged as he sat up suddenly. Ahsoka sat beside him; her head rest on his legs as she slept calmly. It couldn’t have been Ahsoka, could it? She couldn’t get into his head, see what he had seen but this didn’t feel right. Like he was underwater or somehow still asleep in another realm.
“Master please wake up” a small voice called to him ‘What is going on?’ Anakin thought to himself as his head began to pound, a shock filling his veins making him want to scream. ‘Feel the cold my son, feel the pain my sweet’

***

“MASTER” Anakin awoke suddenly, seeing Ahsoka’s frightened face look down on him. He felt the sweat trickle down his forehead and cool his fevered forehead, why did it always happen to him. He felt Rex’s comforting hand rest on his shoulder as he tried to shake it off. What happened? Where were they? Where was Obi Wan? Maybe he’d gone for a stroll, no he wouldn’t have left his side during the whole time. Why did Ahsoka look so awkward? Why did Rex look so guilty?
“Where’s Obi Wan?” Anakin asked trying to pick up his Masters signature. Ahsoka looked towards Rex, Rex looked towards Ahsoka then they looked towards him.
“Master…we don’t know” ‘Damn it’ Anakin thought as Ahsoka turned away from him ‘Obi Wan where are you?’ Anakin’s head laid back down onto his pillow, feeling his head sink slowly into it. Thoughts drained from his head gradually, the force being absorbed into his blood. Then just one single thought came into his head, no not a thought a message.
‘Anakin help me’.
Kidnapped. Whilst on a mission to find the torgruta colonists of Kiros, Obi Wan Kenobi goes missing after a fierce fight with Separatist leader Darts D'Nar. Now Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano and Captain Rex serach the galexy in search of the Jedi Master. But will they be too late to save him from a fate worse than death. Slavery. My version of the Slave Arc, Season 4.
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